Nothing Like Rereading A Book You Loved When You Were Younger Only To Realize The Author Can't Write

Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

folklore is such a bargain. it’s just what if what if what if what if just over and over and over. what if you had stayed? what if i had given you more of me? what if that was enough? what if i had left sooner? what if i had stayed? what if i hadn’t known? what if i never met you? what if i loved you? what if it all turned out okay?

if a book has 'popular on tiktok!' written on the cover i will not be reading it. i'm about to start flipping those tiktok tables in waterstones. yes this is mean and snobbish of me idc the fandom-ification of the publishing industry may be what pushes me to violence

may i present you

penguin pingu classics

anyone else been letting the days go by? letting the water hold you down?

In Mojave thinking, body and land are the same. The words are separated only by letters: ’iimat for body, ’amat for land. In conversation, we often use a shortened form for each: mat-. Unless you know the context of a conversation, you might not know if we are speaking about our body or our land. You might not know which has been injured, which is remembering, which is alive, which was dreamed, which needs care, which has vanished.

If I say, My river is disappearing, do I also mean, My people are disappearing?

—Natalie Diaz, from “The First Water Is the Body,” Postcolonial Love Poem

i hate when men aren’t covered in blood or smoking . whats the point then

obsessed with stories where you can never go home

Bitches be like “the way this book radiates comfort 🥺🥺🥺☺️☺️☺️” and then it turns out the book in question is a novel written by Dostoevsky